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Showing posts with label feels good man. Show all posts

Infinity First Game(s)


Hey folks. SinSynn here.

To tell ya the truth, I've got a bit of a hobby hangover right now. Yeah, I know that's not like an actual 'thing,' but I'm telling you- I've got one.

I spent every free moment I had this past week prepping for my first game of Infinity, y'see, and....uh...
Ok, well...there was that one night I stayed up 'til like two in the morning playing XCom on my XBox, but we won't discuss that...and don't you judge me- I was taking an 'Infinity break,' and I got hooked.

XCom on da XBox (yes I like saying that cuz iz funny to me) is a turn-based strategic game (actual title XCom: Enemy Unknown, but I like 'XCom on da XBox' better...probably cuz I'm dumb like that), and since I'm a big ol' fanboy of the XCom series from back in the day, well...I've already dumped a shameful amount of hours into the new one.
Sigh.
If someone could explain to me why an hour of my workday feels like three hours of actual time, and an hour of gaming feels like thirty-two friggin' seconds, then I am perfectly willing to listen. 
I'm sure there's some sort of Star Trek-ish plot involving Dilithium Crystals, the Space-Time Continuum, and a bad guy that's actually a giant floating head.
*It could be the work of an evil tentacle monster, but that's not really our style*

Anyway, so...yeah.
Infinity.
*grin*

I discussed my initial impression of the Infinity rulebook last week, and despite the fact that the pretty much all of the relevant, necessary information you actually need to play the game that's contained in the book is all outdated (things like...well, the rules, mainly), I very much enjoyed reading the fluff.

Is it oddly translated from time to time? Yes.

Occasionally some of the futuristic techie-speak really breaks down into nonsensical gibberish.
I find it charming, but then again I've sat through hundreds of hours of bootleg imported Anime with my stepson, a lot of which featured what is known as 'fansubs.'
Real Anime fans watch their Anime in Japanese with subtitles, y'see, so a lot of the Anime I was subjected to suffered from 'Japanese-direct-to-English' translation, which can be...very odd, to say the least.
You get used to it after a while, and eventually it becomes a given. Part of the experience, even. I still watch the occasional bootleg Anime, since sometimes that's the only way to see the uncut, unedited versions of them (Netflix tends to have the edited versions. Booooooo!), and I still smile at the awful translations.

*A zombie killing, fan-service Anime like Highschool of the Dead is MUCH better unedited, for example*

Like I mentioned in my rulebook piece, I am honestly predisposed to like this game. It simply contains too much stuff that I think is cool for me to approach it in any sort of unbiased fashion. I got all happy inside the second I opened that rulebook, and I grinned at the infrequent wacky sentences and phrases that appeared.
It's in my blood to do that at this point. I can't help it- watching bootleg Anime has tainted me.

I've held the models in my hands and just stared at them for long minutes, slowly spinning them around and around just admiring the detail. All of the design characteristics seem so familiar to me. There's some Ghost in the Shell, there's some Appleseed, there's even a TAG (which is Infinity-speak for 'big-ass robot') that looks like the Mech from Burst Angel.

*Jo from Burst Angel, one of my fave Anime characters ever. The mech is Django, and she's the pilot*

Many of the male models feature classic 'Rawr! I'm a badass' Anime poses, and many of the female models are all 'Tee-hee! I'm sassy,' but they're just so pretty to look at that what might have come off as cliche ends up amazing instead.
Yeah, sure- in boring old reality, a soldier wielding a gigantic sniper rifle in one hand and a humungous combat knife in the other might seem to be an inconvenient combination of weaponry, but in the world of Infinity it's da awesome.

Is it silly? Yes. Yes it is.

But to someone like me, who thinks that Cowboy Bebop is like, the coolest thing ever, it pretty much assures that all I'm capable of doing is gushing joy-filled Xenos excretions upon you when I'm trying to discuss Infinity here.
...
Yeah, I'm sorry 'bout that. Ummm...it'll come out in the wash, I swear.

So by the time that Saturday finally rolled around, I was practically bursting at the seams to actually play the friggin' game. Everything was set- I had my game board set up with a bunch of terrain fashioned from stuffs around the house, I had a big ol' handful of 20-sided dice, I had a couple of 'beginner's lists' that the (very friendly and helpful) folks on the Infinity forums advised me to use, I had the models I needed (I proxied a couple, but whatevs, right?), and at four in the afternoon, my buddy Nascar arrived and the mayhem began.

*Here's a pic from my phone. Nascar has a troopie on the roof, covering the approach of a flamethrower wielding guy and his buddy. Across the way, you can barely see the troops I moved onto the rooftop to counter this. Yes, the game board is set up on my bed. I gotta find a way to set it up properly, but fer now...*

We played until midnight. We totally fiended out. We basically played until the Crazy Lady I Live With shut us down. It was so much fun. We did take a break to eat, rapidly stuffing our faces with pizza and then getting back at it.
Sure, we struggled a bit with learning the rules, but we got to a point to where we had expanded from the original 'noob mode' lists and added some more advanced stuffs- snipers and camo troops, specifically.

...Ohmygawd the Speculo Killer is just entirely too evil, and having seen what a well placed sniper can do I know I need more vertical line-of-sight blocking terrain. Heh.

*Peek-A-Boo, I see you. After this game, we added a 'computer canned-air spray tower,' and a 'can of primer oil rig' in the middle of the table, along with a couple 'stack of videogame and CD case buildings and walkways.' Ghetto terrain FTW*

We played about eight or nine games- games of Infinity seem to develop into heated firefights pretty quickly, and we probably could've played more but for the fact that Nascar seems to have memory issues regarding rules that affect him in any sort of negative way, and will argue them until we have to pull out the rulebook and read the rules for concealment, again.
-_-

Something I found convenient was having a pair of smartphones and Internet Explorer on my Xbox all nearby or in hand for virtually immediate resolutions to issues we ran into. I had the weapons list up on my monitor, and we used the phones to hit up the Infinity Wiki, and Google questions when necessary. Being that the complete, updated ruleset is only available online at the moment, this was pretty important since I'd certainly like to learn to play the game correctly.
Learning new stuffs is hard fer me, and I know from experience that it's unfun finding out you've been doing something wrong, so...yay for technology, I guess, huh?

By the end of the night, we were whipping through the basic interactions that take place in the game, quoting weapon ranges and their associated distance modifiers and damage via memory (an impressive feat after five or so hours of hanging out for us, believe you me. Brain cells are being murdered at a frightening rate), and getting a hang of the sort of tactics needed to kill those pesky enemies.
We both agreed that the game is fun as hell, and we had a great night.

Funny lil' side story- the Ultimate Rival, Mister 'I'm not interested in Infinity. It's just not for me,' texted me shortly before Nascar arrived, saying, 'oh you didn't tell me there was Catholics in the game. I'm looking at Pan Oceania and some of the stuff is nice.'
...
Like, y'know, somehow I was supposed to know that's all I ever needed to say to convince him to try this game, and I wasted a dozen or so hours going about it in entirely the wrong way.
:P

So I replied carefully, saying yes, there are Catholics in the game. Templars, even.
I know he loves Templars, and yes, he's a practicing Catholic. Our opinions about religion are so vastly different, however, that we never, ever discuss it, so I never thought to mention the fact that there are 'Catholics' in the game.
Silly me, cuz that seems to have been the right bait for the hook.

He called in about halfway through the night, asking all kinds of questions. How's it going? Who's winning? What lists are you playing? What's it like? How does this/that/the other thing work?
He listened in for a lil' while as I described what was going on.

He called again later to tell me he had ordered a bunch of models.
The Ultimate Rival will be playing Infinity.
Lolz.

*I foresee some Pan-O in my future*


Until next time, folks- Exit with catchphrase!

- SinSynn

User Content Friday: One Inch Warriors and "The Land"

Got a fun little post to share with you all on these laid-back Friday Afternoon that I had been saving for a while, waiting for an opportune time to unleash it's glory on an unsuspecting world.

It's called "Wargming Anecdotes - The Land" and it's not particularly long or even full of some deep, deep rules insight, but it is something we can all relate to.  And I think it is just an absolutely delightful chunk of text.


The real, shinning jewel at the center of the post is that explaining our beloved hobbies to the uninitiated can be a bit of a challenge - or even a drag if you have to do it over and over again.   I know in my own situation, I've taken to describing my hobbies as simply as possible for reasons relating to those touched on in  "The Land".  Typically, I'll say I'm into scale models or board games (depending on the crowd) with a certain amount of implied quotey fingers.  Implied to myself anyways.

It's not out of some kind of shame or fearfulness, but just that I hate having to explain what the hell a table wargame is and why painting tiny little space mans is a thing I like to spend money on.

I think to an extend we all do that with hard to explain things.  My big city little brother has a adopted a similar stance on describing his actual job since he hates having to explain (over and over again) his businessy job duties and what exactly his company recycles (it's boring stuff, not gross stuff).

So, enjoy the linked post.  Give Alex some love at One Inch Warriors and feel free to share your own little shorthands for describing your beloved hobby to the 'normies'.




Sexy Models! (need I say more?)


Hey folks, SinSynn here.

Man, am I in a good mood today!
Despite the fact that it's like a bajillion degrees here in NYC, I'm sittin' at my keyboard with a big ol' grin.

Firstly, my knucklehead stepson managed to survive his first year of Audio Engineering school, pulling in mostly A's for grades.
I'm gonna give him a break on the class he didn't ace, because he claims the teacher was out to get him. Yeah, I'm sure that's not exactly true, because I used that excuse myself back in the day, but whatevs. My steppie is a sarcastic, snarky jerk (I have NO IDEA where he gets it from...Don't you judge me...), and I'm just glad none of his teachers strung him up by his heels.

Secondly, not only am I suffused with something resembling familial pride, but I'm about to get a lil' crazy here. After three weeks of writing coherent, sensible, non-ranty posts about Games Workshop and 6th Edition 40k, it's time to return to tentacles, hamsters, Megan Fox (mmmmm....Megan Fox), and plotting to destroy this miserable globe you humans call home.
Pass me my disintegrator.
:)

Let's kick this party off right...with scantily clad models.

*I'd have real, live scantily clad models if I could, but I've got that restraining order thing*

The model seen above is called 'Pinup Survivor,' from the Kingdom Death studio. Oofah.

Lemme be clear here- this post is about hot models. The kind of models that simpering girly-men claim 'objectify women' while they're busy menstruating and being ashamed that they have penises. Those guys need a punch in the mouf.
As for the actual Terran females- how can they be reading this if they're in the kitchen?
U haz computer in there?
0_o

:D
Hopefully I've offended somebody. Hopefully they'll hit the comment section, and make it interesting.
I'll leave my generic response here:
'Boobies.'
I'll save the actual discussion for the comments, should it be necessary.
;)

Today I'd like to celebrate the idealized female form, as rendered in miniature. And...y'know...

*BOOBIES, as this fig from the classic fan-service anime Ikkitousen amply demonstrates*



Honestly, it would be unfair to highlight manga/anime figures in this post, because frankly...

*They do sexy figs WAAAAAAAAY better than anyone else. This is my favorite character from Ikkitousen, Shemei*


As awesome as they are, they're 'figurines,' and not 'models,' since they require no assembly or painting. So I'm gonna stick to models from mini-gaming companies and the like.

Here's the most interesting 'sexy model' fig I've seen in a while, and definitely one I need to get my tentacles on. It's called 'Zeeona,' from Studio McVey. Isn't she cute when she struggles, pointing her lil' pew-pew laser gun?

*Modeled here in the moment before the tongues came out, and things got awkward*

Studio McVey makes lovely models. Go check out their forthcoming game Sedition Wars (Which is SinSynn approved, cuz it has cool Xenos), and support their Kickstarter Campaign. The hobby needs more artistically driven companies like this.

Since we're talking sexy models, honorable mention must be made to Lelith Hespirax. Despite the fact that Games Workshop seems to have difficulty acknowledging the fact that attractive women might possibly exist within the settings they've created, and as a rule aren't really represented either in their fluff or the games themselves, they still managed to make this:

*A hot, deadly babe...in a thong!*

Does anybody out there think there should be GUYS in Dark Eldar Wych Cults?
-_-
Jervis probably gets flustered and starts stammering at the mere thought of GW manufacturing an entire boxeset of lithe, scantily-clad, sadistic female Xenos warrior women, so Wyches were given interchangeable male/female legs and arms and whatnot.
Blah, GW....just...blah.

Fortunately, our hobby is not at all bereft of scantily clad warrior women.
:)

*Ok, now we got that blindfold on ya, how about putting the sword down?*

This is Kernsa, one of the BaneLords from Maelstrom Games BaneLegion lineup.
Hubba-hubba, huh?
While all of the models are friggin' cool, and I know I'm not alone when I say I'm looking forward to seeing the BaneLegions game itself, today we're talkin' 'bout da women.

*BaneLegions is pretty well set in that category. This is the Rose of Ker-Ys*

*Will cut you for looking at her ass and then sue you for sexual harassment. Call the lawyer before the ambulance*

When I see a model like Alianne (above), I always think, 'good thing she's got lots of hair, to giver her some coverage.'
If you painted her, would you paint a lil' 'lipstick kissy mark' tattoo on her derriere?
I would.

Or maybe a palm print...
;)

You'd be hard-pressed to find more lovingly sculpted ladies than the ones gifted unto us by Kingdom Death, as I demonstrated at the top of this post. Fortunately for us, they made many of their sculpts available for 'general release.' Many of their original runs sell out almost immediately, making their new releases something to watch out for.
No, I won't be showing you the Wet Nurse today...

*Because I'd rather ogle the White Speaker instead*

*Or wonder if the Twilight Knight can crack walnuts with her thighs*


Next I'd like to thank Freebooter Miniatures for giving us the Amazons, a playable faction in their mini game Freebooter's Fate.
That's right- Amazons.

*Two of the models in the Amazon Starter Set*



Clad only in feathers and tiny strips of some poor fool's hide, the Amazons in Freebooter's Fate (which looks really cool, btw) represent the only all 'sexy chick' faction in mini gaming that I can think of, and they look bad ass.
I would totally rock this army. Amazons are pure win in my book.

*Pure. Friggin.' Win*


Finally, I would be remiss not to include some stuff from Corvus Belli. Their game Infinity features lovely models all around. Some of the best 28mm figs in the business, in fact.
For certain, they know how to showcase some fine cheesecake!

*Say hello (followed IMMEDIATELY by goodbye) to the Odalisques*


*Hey there, Miss Chasseurs...I have an Adhesive Launcher, too*


These are just a, ummmm....handful (ha!) of the sexy models available out there. If you have a favorite, or have a recommendation, or would simply like to call me a pervert (did I ever deny this?) feel free to hit the comment section.


Until next time, folks- Exit with catchphrase!

-SinSynn

Community Announcement - Headshots from the Heart is Now LIVE!

Hey cats and kittens, just a quick heads up this fine Saturday afternoon on the cool charity work by Dave G that you've been hearing all the buzz about.


Anywho, the live coverage started just a little bit ago (as I post this) and there's all kinds of cool updates and even some live video.


But that's not all!  No sir.  There's also the many and wonderous auctions that are going to be going up throughout the the next 24 hours.

You can find info a list of what kind of cool things you'll have a chance at here.  Though you'll have to go to the live stream page for the details on the when and how.

Good Luck to Dave and the gang!


Community Re-Announcement: Headshots from the Heart Charity Drive

Hey guys, SinSynn is running a bit late today so while you're all waiting for whatever insane thing he's going to post, why don't you check this out?

A while back, we posted a little announcement about Dave G's (of Wargaming Tradecraft) charity event.

In essence, it's a video game marathon and painted miniature auction where the proceeds go to the Child's Play charity.  All the details are here and here.


Anyway, Dave has masterfully finished up the minis for the auction and the actual gaming marathon is right around the corner and will be starting this Saturday!

So you have a few days to consider donating and drooling over Dave's amazing models.

Gaming Moments to Remember

Hey folks, SinSynn here.

You know what sucks?

Getting in that 'hobby funk,' where you get all disinterested for one reason or another, or real life hits you about the head and neck area for a hot minute, or whatever. It's times like these that you might find me in full-blown 'woe is me' mode, flailing my tentacles about in anguish.
A lil' over a month ago, I prolly sounded something like this:
'Waaah! Of all the garages in all the world, why did someone hafta crash their car into the Ultimate Rival's? Why? What are the odds? It's the Dice Gods! I know it is! This is their doing! Curse you, Dice Gods...Curse yooouuuu!'
...later of course, I retracted that statement, and prostrated myself before a cube of Chessex 12mm's.

*Maybe sacrifice the occasional Justin Bieber fan to the Dice Gods. Keeps 'em happy*

You know what feels good?
...
Well...yes, that feels good too, you sickos, but this is a hobby blog, so how about we focus on that as our topic of discussion today, huh? I know what you were thinkin'...

*And this is what I was thinking...wait, no...HOBBY! I was thinking HOBBY!*


Ahem.
So, anyway, like I was gonna say, snappin' outta that funk feels good. Real good.
The gaming garage is back in working order. Better than that, even- it's been improved, and given an all-new, minty-fresh coat of paint and everything.
So this week the Ultimate Rival and I were back in there, cursing mightily at one another from opposite sides of a 6x4 foot table with tiny model tankie-tanks on it, and all was right in the world again.
:)

The game we played that night was beyond epic.
I lost, of course (sigh), but it was a game of such incredibly epic epicness that I know it'll be forever remembered. It was one of those games, and one of those nights, that will make me smile every time I think about it. At the same time, I'll always wonder how I could possibly shoot nine tanks in one turn, but only kill three and bail six.
It's only a lousy 3up to kill 'em, fer cryin' out loud.
Really, Dice Gods? Really?
-_-

Hey, these things happen, amirite? Anyhow, I've got another great addition to my gaming memoirs. File this one under 'bittersweet.'
Heh.

I came home and immediately started fiddling with lists, which led to plotting some new purchases/additions to the army...
Don't you judge me!
This is war, goddammit. I need armored mortars for smoke, see? Sure, I have some other models that could do that, but...but...
Hmmm...I'll need a tighter argument to slip this one past the Crazy Lady I Live With.
:P

I'll hafta ponder that. In the meantime, I thought I'd lay out some of my favorite hobby memories for you, starting from my initial jump off the proverbial cliff, up until the present day.
I'll be forced to update this, once my plan to conquer the world is complete (notice I didn't say 'successful.' Stupid Dice Gods will prolly betray me. Nyah), but here's where I'm at, so far....

*Note- as a bonus, instead of boring old hobby pics, which we've all seen before, I thought I'd include some Katrina Bowden pics. She plays Tina Fey's assistant on television's 30 Rock, and starred in a pretty cool lil' flic called Tucker and Dale vs. Evil.
You're welcome.

*If anyone would prefer like, pics of 40k, FoW, or whatever models, lemme know and I'll prolly ignore you*

The decision is made- I'm doin' this!
The Ultimate Rival described 40k to me on the phone, and I was all like, 'Sure, man, that sounds fun. What do we need to get started? I'll throw in with you.'

Wow, I made 'the decision' so casually...Lolz! Little did I know what I was getting into, huh?
I'll tell you what, though, I had a tingly feeling in my stomach when I decided, though. There was definitely a feeling, a rightness.

Choosing an Army- Tau for the win, baby!
My fishie dudes. I heart my fishie dudes.
After making the decision to play 40k, I figured I better see what 40k is, actually. I go to Games Workshop's website and fall in love with the Grimdark. I stay up all night reading Black Gobbo.
I knew I was goin' Tau the second I laid eyes on them. I'm not gonna lie- I'm an anime guy, and this is a no-brainer for anime guys.
I know the very fact that the Tau exist, and are blatantly anime-ish (and not exactly grimdark-ish), bugs some old-school 40k players, but whatevs. They're friggin' cool and I luvs 'em.

There goes the rent- First trip to the place of wonder known as...the Gamestore!
Oh, man. This is a big one. The sights, the sounds...there were games being played, models being built and painted, gamers hanging out talking games, and, and...the stuffs.
So.Much.Cool.Stuffs.
What got me was the models. So many...all so awesome. From dragons to tanks, spaceships and sexy warrior women...
My brain explodes, and when it did, it emits a long, very high-pitched girly scream of joy that only dogs could hear.
Thankfully. Woulda been awkward, otherwise.
*Imagine an 'interior of gamestore' pic here. Or don't.*

Learning 2 paint- Thank the heavens for online tutorials!
If it wasn't for the internet, I never would've gotten anywhere. Like every aspiring Golden Demon winner, I had big schemes, big plans...now if only I had a friggin' clue!
To the interwebz!
Aaaaagh! New terminology to learn!
:)
I still have some of my 'revision one' models. They're so bad it's hysterical, but it makes me feel pretty good about my abilities now! The rev. one models look like they were finger painted by a blind man with leprosy.
:D


The learning curve- from noob to 'at least I haven't poked my eye out with a burst cannon...yet.'
Well, this one is kinda bittersweet, I must say. Simply put, I learned to play 40k by getting my butt kicked. No one offered to play 'gentle, friendly' games. No tutorials, demo games, or anything like that.
I learned the Dangerous Terrain rules when one of my Crisis Suits jumped into it. I went to move another model, and my opponent grinned and said 'Dangerous Terrain test.'
I rolled a one.
Figuring there's no way that could happen twice, and needing to get my suits away from incoming Black Templars, another Crisis Suit hopped in.
Hey, guess what? It can not only happen twice, it can happen three times in a row, as I found out moments later.
Sheesh. My tactics eventually improved. Maybe one day I'll sacrifice enough Hobos and/or Justin Beiber fans to get some love outta the Dice Gods.
I learned more terminology, I memorized stats, rules and fluff. I'm more of a 'learn by doing' type, however, and getting seal-clubbed repetitively was trying, for sure.
I got through it, though, and I do my part nowadays by helping the new guys. Good karma should give you re-rolls in game, right?

*Pretty good homage to the genre, actually*

The next level-off to a tournament we go!
I've come to treasure these days of pure hobby. A tournament is basically the biggest 'gaming fix' you can get and still have it be legal. Cool armies to ogle, cool people to meet, and games, games, games!
The night before my first tournament, I got zero sleep (I may have been a tad nervous, and still painting a ton of stuffs), but my army was fully painted when I arrived (although a few models may have still been tacky). I got spanked in all three games, but it was so much fun that I go to every one I can now.
The internet sorta casts a bad light on 'competitive events' nowadays, but for a knucklehead like myself, it's not about the competition. Besides, the Dice Gods are clearly punishing me for something I did in the past life, so...yeah.
I go for the lolz, the friends and rivals, and to see the cool armies and whatnot. Most times I don't embarrass myself too bad!
But then there's those other times...

And you may ask yourself, 'How did I get here?'- SinSynn goes blogging!
So there I am pestering Brent over at Strictly Average, and Lauby hits me up in the comment section....
;)

*As much as I like Brent's 'Empty Digital Headache,' this is easier on the eyes*

Well, I'll leave it at that for now. Thanks to Lauby, and all of you wonderful, weird folks out there, I get to share my madness with you...
But I bet some of my experiences are pretty darn similar to yours, aren't they?
I wonder if there's a one-eyed hobbyist out there, who during his first game, bent over to check Line of Sight and misjudged the height of that custom banner...
I'm glad I'm not that guy!


Until next time, folks- Exit with catchphrase!

-SinSynn

Community Announcement: Headshots from the Heart Charity Drive

Here's a little something to warm the cockles of your collective hearts this fine Monday evening.

Seriously though, they do look pretty cold.
The illustrious and talented Dave G of Wargaming Tradecraft is gearing up for what promises to be a fascinating combination of a video game marathon and painted model auction.  For charity!

Specifically, Child's Play.

Here's the skinny:

Dave and his wife (and a whole host of other fine folks) are planning on playing Borderlands for a day straight (24 human hours to you SinSynn) and raising money from pledges - either a lump sum or based on how many headshots the charitable team can produce.

Beyond that, Dave will be painting up some themed miniatures as part of a two-pronged assault.

Did I mention that the whole thing will be webcast?  A crack team of support people are involved so you can follow along in the action.

Full details can be found at Wargaming Tradecraft or the Headshots from the Heart page.  I urge you to head on over there and donate whatever you can - money or just plain ol' gettin' the word out.


Since this event doesn't take place until late may, I recommend that you stay tuned to the Headshots mainpage to check in on the painting progress that'll be there.

SinSynn's Cure For The Late Night Blues


Hey folks, SinSynn here.

Life can be a lil' crazy, amirite?

Sometimes, sitting down for a bit o' hobby time may be the only thing that saves the lives of my friends and family.
...Like when your stepson edits your XBox Live 'bio' to sound like an advertisement for a male escort service.
  
-_-

Other times, when I'm flitting about, overly caffeinated and...maybe being annoying, the humans in my life may very well yell at me to, 'go paint a tank, or whatever the heck you do.'

So, in many ways, my hobby habit benefits them as much as me- I stay out of the looney bin, and they get to watch TV shows without me making comments and asking dumb questions.

...Nobody but me wants to know what kinda noises Fran Drescher would make while enduring a tentacle probing anyway.

*I bet she makes that face, though*
Hobby time does have a very soothing, calming effect on me.
I get all zoned out...just lost in my mind.

Despite the fact that some godawful music might be blaring in my face, or some ultra violent movie may be flashing on my monitor, I rarely pay attention.
They're just background noise, anyway.
Sometimes, when the music or movie ends, I continue on in silence for vast swathes of time...
I'm gone, man.
Just...gone.

It's at times like these that I let the Hamster off of his wheel, and let my (very tiny, N scale) train of thought just...careen downwards, into oblivion.
Sometimes, all of my facilities are focused on getting that lil' model I'm working on just right.

...and then sometimes I'm wondering why someone thought the word 'meatloaf' was a good idea.
Seriously, those two words just do not belong joined together, in any way.

*Dude, you were awesome in 'Fight Club'*


Many times, when it's late at night and the house is silent, I fall into a pit of deep introspection.
I imagine that for the Normals, introspection is a pleasant mode of thought.
Not so much for me, though.

If you read my introductory post, then you know that the path I took in getting here was not the most brilliant course I could have chosen.
Nevertheless, I did what I did, and I can't go back and change it, so...whatevs, right?
I can't change me then, I can only try to be a better me now.
...working on that.

If someone had said to me, while I was living on the E Train here in New York City, 'Dude, in a few years you'll be all crazy about building toy soldiers. You'll be writing about it on the Internet, in fact,' I probably would have just asked if there was a roof and a bed involved.
...and I would have wept for joy.

Life sure is a trip.

In many ways, a new life began for me when I decided to 'get my act together,' and I derive great pleasure from doing activities most of the Normals would find downright mundane.
Grocery shopping, hitting the mall, seeing a movie in the theater and the like just make me feel so...Normal.
I kinda dig it.

*I still want their heads on pikes for this*

During these quiet, somewhat morose moments of introspection, I am consistently saved by the lil' model I am holding in my hand.
That model is my connection to something greater.
It's my connection to you.

That lil' model is a reminder that, despite the different paths we all took getting here, we're all here together, and you don't care who I was, way back whenever.
You just wanna chill, and talk hobby with me.
...that's what's up.

In many ways, I have this great curiosity about you.
I wanna hang out, and have a game with you.
I wanna check out your models, and hear your gaming stories.
Honestly, I don't give a crap whether I win or lose, as long as we have a good time.

That's the biggest reason I attend every tournament I can- to meet you, and hang out.
It's why I'll grab my army bag at the drop of the hat, and hop in the car with the Ultimate Rival for a hour long trip to the gamestore, and hope for a pickup game.

I'm somewhat like an overly friendly dog when it comes to social situations, mainly to overcome my own shyness, but also to put others at ease with the crazy Bronx guy that just walked into the room.
To compensate for both of these things, I'm the knucklehead that'll walk right up to your table, and be all like:

'Hey I'm SinSynn watcha playin' oh yer playin' 40k I love 40k oh those are some really cool models how long did they take you to paint I bet they took a long time they're really nice though wow.
...and your name is?'

*And then I give 'the paw' like POW....friends for life*


My favorite 'tournament memory' doesn't come from some outstanding victory, it comes from a game that was barely played at all.

It was (not so much) played against a gentleman by the name of Andrew, who recognized my Flames of War 'Alien Headquarters' figures immediately when we were doing that 'what's what tournament thing' you hafta do before getting started.

'Rebel Minis,' he says, 'from their 15mm Sci-Fi line. They're from Tennessee, the owner is a real nice guy. I like what you did- that's pretty cool.'

He had me at 'Rebel Minis,' honestly- their stuff is cool and their service excellent. 15mm Xenos for me to use in FoW, tee-hee. 
Just sayin'- they get a plug cuz they're da awesome.

When the TO came to tell us we had 45 minutes left to play, we looked down at the table and realized we had spent two hours playing three turns, basically cuz we were talking hobby, history, life and love the entire time.
Maybe we were prattling on like old ladies, I dunno....either way, the tabletop battle went largely forgotten.

We hurriedly stumbled through the rest of the game, making frequent referrals to the rulebook, or bothering players at nearby tables for clarifications, since we were both pretty new at the time.
We were unsure who won at the end, since he contested one of my objectives, but he called over the TO, who said I won 5-3, since I was the defender.
I offered him the draw, since I didn't feel like I 'won,' but he wouldn't hear of it.

I don't remember much of the actual game, other than him running up two Crocodiles over some train tracks and bathing two of my three Tigers in flames, immolating them.
Most fun game ever, though. Fer realz.
I really hope to play that guy again. I really do.

*Shout out to Andrew, a cool cat*

The most epic game I've played recently was a four hour bloodfest I eventually lost to (who else?) the Ultimate Rival, last week.
Stupid Sherman tanks and their multitude of machine guns...
I mean seriously, a platoon of five Shermans rolls like a gazillion dice. My poor lil' troopies were gettin' all perforated and whatnot.
Screw that guy. I hate that friggin' guy.

We played that game in the infamous Gaming Garage, which after three straight losses, I'm now calling 'the Terrordome,' and he calls the 'Alien Autopsy Center.'
I told you I hate that guy, right?
Nyah.

Whatevs...yer cool, though.

Did you ever wonder what you would be doing if you didn't have your lil' models, or your cards, or RPG's, or whatever?
I mean, obviously we'd all have a few more bucks in the bank, but...
What would we like, do to keep us sane?
...okay, maybe 'sane' is the wrong word, cuz clearly none of use embodies 'sanity' in the truest sense, precisely...but you know what I mean, right?

Besides the fact that my stepson would be in a full body cast, and no one would get to watch TV in peace, I honestly shudder to think.

Is there some perception that there's something 'weird' about being into this stuff, like I'm supposed to feel like a 'nerd' or something because I'm into miniature gaming?

Besides that fact that I've never been the kind of person to genuinely care 'what people think,' I can truly say that doing my hobby thing makes me feel...Normal.
I kinda dig it.

Those times, late at night when the family is asleep, and I sit in quiet repose, model in one hand and brush in the other...
Sometimes I get lost in my thoughts, man.
My thoughts...aren't the happiest of places, late at night, some nights.

But then I snap back to the now, and the model in my hand, and I think about you.
...and I smile, and am content.


Until next time, folks- Exit with catchphrase!

-SinSynn

SinSynn's Sinny Awards!


Hey folks, SinSynn here.

During my interminable stay on this miserable globe, I've notice many strange, recurring behavior patterns you Humans exhibit.
For example, every year around this time, you like to look back, and reflect upon what has occurred during your previous Terran calender year.
Also, you like to hand out meaningless awards.

*I purchased these on E-Bay*

While I find these ritualistic fiascoes a tad curious (why do you clap for 'best sound production in a foreign short film'? Because that part of the show is over?), in all honesty I find most of what Humans do to be inexplicable.
*shrug*
If everything goes according to plan, well...it's all moot, anyway.




*Evil Xenos cackle*


So I figgered, what the hell? If they're giving out an award for 'best actress in an Adult Film,' why can't I give out awards for...anything I darn well please?

WELCOME TO THE FIRST ANNUAL SINNY'S.

Author's Note: For the record, I was snubbed for 'best Xenos performance in a Tentacle Hentai' for the THIRD TIME.
The Academy has it out for me, I tell ya!

I've started production on 'Alien Implants IV: The Probening,' so...cross your fingers for next year!
We've got a great script, and most of the cast from the first Alien Implants have returned to reprise their original roles...

*Except that one girl...*

Where was I?
Right...Tentacle Rape.
...
No, wait...that wasn't it...
Oh yeah!
The Sinny Awards...

So anyway, these awards are a 'tip of the hat' to all the things I enjoyed, or thought were cool, or funny, or sucked in our collective Hobby this past year.
Unlike most stupid Terran Award ceremonies, I'll start with the big one:

Da Biggest Thing Last Year!

We've got two winners in this category:

GW Hate.
Whether it was Dread(ful)fleet, Finecast, cost increases, a community divided between WAACers and FAACers, the mess that Fantasy has become, or heck, maybe you just live in Australia, this award is a gimme.
Everywhere you looked, it seemed, people were growing resentful. That opened the door for our co-winner...

Cheating on GW.
Imagine 40k is like, yer ol' lady.
You love her, right? But...y'know...at this point yer bangin' her with the lights off, once a week...like, on Tuesdays or sumpthin.'
Then one night you bump into that crazy hot chick you've been seein' around town, and you get yerself some strange.
Oh, damn...you feel guilty. You love yer ol' lady.
But it was so good...you find yerself thinking 'bout that hot chick alla time. Even on Tuesdays.
Worse yet, you find yerself noticing that there's all kinda of hot chicks, just flitting about, all over the place.
Oh, man...it isn't even fair. What are you gonna do?
Now imagine if the ol' lady...was cool with it.
What if she would always be there for you, no matter where you strayed to?

Cheating on GW is the new hotness...what are you waiting for?
You don't even really hafta feel guilty about it...
;)

Coolest Thing This Year:

The lil' guy blows up!
Privateer Press, Wyrd, Corvus Belli, Battlefront, Spartan Games, even Battletech seems to be making a comeback...
2011 seemed to be a year when a lot of smaller companies managed to leverage the burgeoning disgruntlement amongst the GW community to their advantage, seemingly.
Or, maybe they earned it, with good games, cool models and some new marketing techniques.
Rulesets and other sundry stuffs available free online, active forums, regular updates including expansions and new models...
...Actually, maybe they're not 'new' marketing techniques, we're just surprised...cuz we're used to GW.
...sigh.

*Games Workshop Employee Handbook*


Oh, boy...this awards show is in danger of becoming a GW bitchfest...
Well...
DON'T YOU JUDGE ME!
It wasn't exactly their best year...
Still, I gotta give them a nod in the 'Coolest Thing' category for:

Dark Eldar and Necrons...and maybe Grey Knights.
Ok, maybe DE technically released in November 2010, and maybe GW released the hated Grey Knights in between them and Necrons...and maybe Grey Knights are...okay, if you like that kinda thing.
And yeah, maybe some of the fluff is a lil wacky in GK, and they did a flip-flop on 'Crons fluff as well...
But, damn, they still make the coolest friggin' minis around.

GW also wins a special award:

*Cuz, y'know, GW is special*


The Don't Sleep On Me Award.
With 6th Edition 40k, new Codexes for the Tau, Chaos and others (Eldar? Black Templars?) all rumored to be on the way, 2012 could be the year GW reminds everyone who the big dog is.
One good 'Black Box' release is all it would take for us to forgive them a lot of their past transgressions...
'Blood Bowl Re-Dux? I friggin' LOVE you, GW!'

...or, y'know...the Mayans could be right, and we're all screwed, so...
Anything could happen, I guess...Let's hope for the best, shall we?
...I sure can't wait to see what they do with that 'Hobbit' license...
...sigh.

THE SINNY'S- BEST OF THE WEB.

The 40k Sites

3++
What can you say about Kirby and crew? From list advice, to in-depth Codex Reviews and more.
They've bought new writers into the fold to expand their hobby coverage to systems other than 40k in recent times, and they've got the Chatbawx, cool new content several times daily, and well...
a whole lotta Pink.

The Back 40k
Sandwyrm, TheGraveMind, Fampunk, Spaguatyrine and company do everything from 'Tactical Talk' to scratchbuilding awesome armies, and they do it so darn well.
While they, too, have been 'cheating on 40k,' this site is an essential stop no matter what these cats are up to.

Galaxy in Flames
Oofah....lookit this: 'From House Rules to homebrew units and Fandex's' is right there in the description. Pretty models, cool mods, painting and modeling stuffs...what more could you ask for?
It's da awesome, is all.



The Xenos Blogs

Rant in E Minor
Well, if this just ain't the sexiest Eldar blog, like...ever.
Slick and smooth,with cool menus, and some of the most bad-ass Dark Eldar models you've ever seen.
Seriously, Sorrowshard is one of those painter that just makes you feel inadequate, and his Retro, Rant and Rave unit reviews are always a treat.reviews
'Shard represents. For realz.

Fritz 40k
The man is a legend among Xenos players.
The things he's written about playing an Eldar Jetbike army alone should be carved in friggin' stone and put on display at GW headquarters.
When he turns his devious Xenos mind to playing Tyranids, we find ourselves saying 'Null Zone deployment,' and following the leader, again.

Mid-Life Gaming Crisis
Ghostin is a Tyranid, Eldar kinda guy, and a thoughtful writer of rare charm. He may not post an awful lot, but when he does, it's worth checking out. His NOVA posts were angst-free, thankfully, and were the best of the bunch this year.


Special Xenos Award to:

Xenos and Proud
If the name alone doesn't do it for ya, go and read the introduction, and tell me this kid ain't cool.
Blogs like this are the reason I'm proud to be a Xenos player, and following the author's trials and tribulations with 40k (as well as his unjaded perspective), is just plain ol' bloggy goodness.
Go give this kid some followers....

Special Golden Tentacle Award To:

Abuse Puppy from 3++
40k Xenos Tactician of the year.
When he breaks it down, just take a knee and listen, folks. 'Nuff said.


The Hottest Train Wreck Award:

Bell of Lost Souls
Where else can a guy with an unhealthy obsession with goats post a friggin' army list, and get 300 plus comments of pure, unadulterated insanity?
Only in the same place the very same place he could subject you to 'Plastic Dudesmen' every goddamn week.
It's a riot, it's hysterical, it's da awesome...I love it.
Shoot me.


Cool Hobby Blogs:

Frontline Gamer
While it may have peaked recently with the 'Frontline Cat' series, this is still a darn fine blog.
;)
Seriously, this guy wrote one of the year's best posts with 'Is the Imperium a Metaphor for Games Workshop,' and that's just the beginning. Great product reviews on a wide variety of games, terrain, models and just...so much more.
He's also an 'honorary knucklehead' award winner, as well as credit to our hobby.

Porky's Expanse!

Do I even need to say anything here?
No, I don't think I do.
If you don't know, you better learn yerself...


Random Cool Stuffs:

Wobbly Model Syndrome
Iz funnie.
U shuld reed it.
:P

Musings of a Metal Mind

I wanna have this blogs baby.


And of course, knucklehead of the Year Award goes to:

Purgatus, from Best Overall.
Don't worry, buddy...you'll get this every year.
:D
It figures he would go play the hated Americans when he picked up Flames of War...


I should mention, of course, that House of Paincakes, and it's various contributors (and nuisances like myself), are ineligible for these awards....that just wouldn't be fair cuz we're so cool an' all.
Some of these blogs aren't even on our blogrolls...
AND WHY IS THAT?

Hey- if you got a blog, you should be here...

So here's a special award for my favorite blog that needs to be on here:

Fields of Armor
A small Flames of War blog with a 'can-do' attitude. It's always nice when a blogger shares not only his wins, but his losses as well.
There's not a lot of FoW blogs out there, but I really like this one.

Sure would like to see a few FoW blogs listed here at the House.
*Hint, hint*


So that wraps up the Sinny Awards...hope you enjoyed the show...
If not...

*I can write you into my movie*


Until next time folks- Have a very Xenos Day!

-SinSynn

A Very SinSynn Thanksgiving

Hey, folks SinSynn here.

Welp, it's that time of year again.

The time of year when Terrans gather in familial groups, and gorge themselves on large quantities of flesh torn from a large, virtually flightless bird that was bred and raised for the sole purpose of being slaughtered and having their corpse roasted on this very occasion.

Poor sods...they ARE quite tasty, though.
The birds, not the Terrans...they're tough, and a little stringy, unless prepared correctly.

I'm pretty sure this particular peculiar ritual is limited to the country in which I make my lair, where it is deemed 'Thanksgiving.'
How quaint.

*Here, cheerful Terrans prepare to devour their victim*



Like all Xenos, I'm baffled by the humans and their 'traditions,' and a little frightened by the Normals, and the commercialism of the whole thing.

Still, I can't deny that the cold, multi-valved, fluid exchanging organs in my central body cavity warm up a bit at the prospect of spending some happy time with dear souls I don't see as often as I'd like.

And while I tend to view the world as a whole with a distinctly 'Grinchy' perspective, during this phase of the Terran Calender cycle, even I get a little sentimental and....

CURSE YOU, HUMANS! YOU AND YOUR STUPID HOLIDAYS!
How can I be a properly spiteful Xenos in the face of...delicious free meals and gifts?
...
DON'T YOU JUDGE ME!
I'll get back to plotting Earth's destruction as soon as the Tryptophan wears off.
:P

Oh, and by the way....
The Grinch?
Totally a Xeno.

*There he is, picking a Who outta his teeth. They're delicious! And so good for you, too*


So, in the spirit of the season (bah), I thought maybe it would be nice (humbug) if I took a moment to acknowledge some things that I'm thankful for.
Shut up....it could happen.
-_-

You will tell no one of the things you see here today...or, well- you know the drill.

*Don't make me use this*



Ok, so...THINGS SINSYNN IS THANKFUL FOR, in no particular order...


- Good times, good games...a good friend.

Just when I thought I was gonna 'take a break' from the whole 'hobby' thing, a plotting, scheming Ultimate Rival was the daemon on my shoulder.
'You should try Flames of War,' he weasled at me constantly.
I resisted as long as I could- a good two months at least!- but finally relented to a test game.

The whole thing was a set-up, of course.

He had a full blown German Army waiting for me (he plays Americans, you see...and needs a victim for his hideous Cobra list), so my fate of having to deal with playing 'the Baddies' was assured.

Here I am, a few months later, broke due to an unreasonable desire for more models, freaking out cuz I've got a local Tourney this weekend and I've got stuffs to paint, and a lil' nervous cuz I'm still a noob, and...
Holy crap I'm so friggin' happy.

So thanks to the Ultimate Rival, who pulled me back in.
That son of a.....

*Yeah, that's him*


-The House of Paincakes.

Oh boy, where to even start here? What these people were thinking I will never know...but I am immensely grateful.
I still can't believe you guys put up with me, but I'm thankful.

To Lauby, Dethtron, Brent, Loquacious, GMort and the newest 'Houser' Von- BIG XENOS HUGS (and gropings where applicable).

Sigh...I'll hafta Disintegrate you guys (and gal!) last, I suppose....
;)


-The Readers

YOU KNUCKLEADS ENCOURAGE THIS BEHAVIOR!
:D

To anyone that's ever read, or commented on one of my posts- I humbly thank you.
Hey, even if you just clicked to see if I put up a picture of Megan Fox or a hentai jpeg- thanks!
It's all because of you guys that I'll probably...continue to do exactly that.
Heh.
Fer realz, tho- You guys are da awesome.

BIG TENTACLE-FILLED HUGS TO ALL THE HERETICS, MUTANTS, AND XENOS!
DEATH TO THE IMPERIUM!....right after we're done eating....Imperial types may get a temporary pass, due to meal-induced laziness.

Awww....I don't wanna Disintegrate youse guys, neither.
:(
Maybe just some of the Grey Knight players....

Author's Note: 'youse' is SO a word, stupid word processor...

*Friggin' word processor...you I'll Disintegrate*


-THIS CRAZY THING WE DO

I literally have a paint-stirrer-stick thingy with a bunch of models blu-tacked to it on top of my monitor as I type this.
Gamers on other continents will read it.
We may all be radically different in some ways, but we can forget about all that nonsense and play a game together, or just discuss it here online.
It's...so...friggin'...cool.

Yeah, we might not always agree, or whatever.
But it's THE HOBBY THING, man...THAT'S why we're here.
Screw the Normals, this is OUR gig.

This hobby has given SO MUCH to me, and for that I'm thankful.

*sniffle*

I gotta get outta here...some sort of liquid is building up behind my multi-lensed eyes...
Stupid...sentimentality...it's stupid.
Pretty soon I won't have the guts to Disintegrate anybody!
Blah.

Oh...one more thing!
Let's say yer out shopping on 'black friday,' or whatevs, and yer all like, 'hey! I should get a lil' sumpthin' fer my fave Xenos blogger!'
Welp, here's what I'd like to see...giftwrapped for me this holiday season:

*Unless I can somehow transform myself into an ice cube, of course*

Or, y'know...just pick me up a tentacle hentai while yer at that one place.
I won't judge you.
;)


Until next time, folks- HAVE A VERY XENOS THANKSGIVING!

-SinSynn